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(This is for Deenie)
Oh my God, Dog, don't tell me that wuz da best you got... I almost forgot, ya sound like a malfunctioned ro-bot.... Sure i'll pick weapon even tho' your trippin', ill flippin give you a whippin, you diggin? You gonna empty a clip, is that your best trick? Hurry dont go too fast, dont wait for tha clock to go tick, tick, tick. Shut da hell up, i aint got none to say ta you, cept maybe...............moo, moo, moo, yea thats to you foo! |
Tick. Tock. Let The Cock Back Then I Let Your Body Stop//
I'd Tie Bricks To Ankle Just So You Can Have A Deadly Drop// Just Take Your Lyrics And Stop Cuz Who Rhymes Wit Moo Moo// I'd Have A Harder Punch If I Said Your Lyrics Smell Like Poo Poo// Only Time You'd Bling Bling Is If I Left My Diamond Imprint On Ya// Kid's Just Like George I Just Have To Let Him Find The Dubb Ya// |
speak dawg speak, sit down and roll ova,
now i got you owned, so see ya later, nice to know ya, ya punches dont connect you off like disfunctional telephone services, BITCH ya better come correct cause i come with punches that disturb domestic disturbences, cause ima rebel, you look at ya life and the devil, then see me in the reflection of the knife and its beveled. |
HOLD UP..wat the fuck bitch..u aint werth waiting for..
no wins or posts for u anymore..cuz ur hopefully gettin banned.. K's gon wanna even the score..by makin me vote him by demand.. well if so thats the only time u'll get a vote..u got no hope.. lyrics cuttin ur throat..cause my punches are sharp and hard.. u can use my verse as a quote..CUZ U WONT BE GOING FAR.. the only time this fag is gonna be shining is in his avatar.. wearin a superman suit & a star on ur hed is wen u gon be a superstar.. my words are somin u cant translate..cuz u only talk crap.. u gonna stay a flyweight forever..cuz u jus plain wack.. |
i'm not like tha others who use mirrors to rap/
but i will for u so u blind urself, and that's a fact/ so much bling bling, musta cost all ur ching ching/ zany's now a hobo wit no where to go-go and nothin to bring/ he talk's bout superstars like he be a supernova/ but u must be a black hole, u collect otha's raps and say them ova and ova/ |
It wouldn't matter if you was a female or a dude,
cuz i still will treat you with da same attitude, rude like rick, still tell you to suck my dick, don't give a fuck who u wit, or where you from, cuz i still hit you up wit your own gun, i do this for fun, ya'll niggaz do this to see who's #1, i don't give a fuck who's on top, cuz i still will make more money then you no matter what spot, i'm holdin, silence is golden, so i guess you should listen to the sayin, cuz dawg i aint playin, my words are sprayin, like an auto, or the shells from a sout-off, knockin your shorts off, motherfucka my rhymes are sick your shits jus a light cough!!!!! |
Lemme guess, you be savin all that money for tha alcohol you always sippin, man your trippin, stop flippin and listen//
How bout ya take my gun instead, no? Then imma fuckin shoot ya in ya head while ya in bed, then we'll see who's the one havin tha fun// Everything you jus said is slop, kinda makes me wanna go chop chop to ya cock// I'm laughin' my ass off now, thanks ta you i sound like a cow, please now take a bow// Ya think ya rhymes was any better than his? Than ya betta get down and start suckin my jizz// |
What the fuck K-dubb you scrubb
you weigh about a buck ten soakin in the tubb I break ya ankles Spray more holes atcha crib then you can spackle Get tackled with rymes that rip ya chest open getcha life tooken shooken til you lookin at the back a ya head eyes roll back and you closer to dead.... I put the slugs in between like you eat em with bread |
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stop wit ya elementary bars......they ain't pleasing// get back on ya knees.......with my dick u was teasing// i don't have to come hard to beat you with effort// i don't playboy.........but just don't call me mr. heffner// i'm board so i'm keying a verse, eatin his heart// punchin him so hard in the abdomin this fatboy's leakin a fart// i'm stompin u out quick, cuz i heard u was fire// why am i waisting my time? now only herbs do the cypher// pz. |
Dope styles you only bite and mimic
Trying to sell a record You need to get a commercial GIMIC// Shots Ill bust through your raincoat Plain is right but sayin that you plain dope Bitch thats a lame joke// Freeze and get dropped These freestyle verses cant be stopped While youre at the bottom of the barrel Im diving off of the top// Just watch. |
Bitch you dealin with forces that are higher than you,
Your rhymes tickle me pink but i'll leave you black and blue, Cause your punches are off, kind of like your rocker, Ya shit is elementay rap so i'll throw you in ya locker, You got 105 posts of "plain" bitch talk, I would of said shit but you aint got the crock (cock), So if you read this do us a favor and turn off you computer, And we might put your rap in outakes and bloopers, blah i cant write today |
micheal J. Fox dik rider, his all nighter/
is his diss a top this, can't stop this even if he's a biter/ tido, ur already beat hoe, befo u wanted to be evil/ 193 dead bodies includin urs at tha church steeple/ invented anotha demented twin and named him tie-do/ and had him pisin on u in tha bathroom, a clone to do wat i do/ |
Kirk Franklin ass nigga, tryin' to get gritty/
You couldn't remix "God's Property" if ya name was P. Diddy/ And Until you prove othawise, ya still a bitch/ even wit a sex-change, ya still couldn't switch/ And so the Soulja's discussed this new nigga Friend or foe?/ He was neither, a punk-ass bitch no more than a hoe/ |
SouljaBoi. I thought I told ya Boy, give it up
Its not that U cant spit..Shit ya raps just suck Leave the cypher..Your not the eye of the tiger You rappin was a worse mistake... Than R.Kelly callin himself the Pied Piper. Hittin u wit more basic instincs tha Michelle Phifer I may have fucked ya gurl..But I dont like her |
Isn't Merkury a planet,
ya shoulda named yaself afta livin granite// Why do these newbs keep bringin in attitude? Ya betta start showin some gratitude dude// Ya know what, I really did fuck your girl, even tho' she made me wanna hurl, i still got ta swirl, twirl and whirl and made her slit curl// Ya record is two and one, if you were ta battle me i'd bring it down to none, and i could do it while pokin ya hun// Get outta here, you dont fuckin belong here ya queer, ill give ya some money so you can go back to school this year ya hear?// Now i'm through wit you, i got betta things ta do than make a fool of you too// |
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